Daisy Chains
Daisy Chains
Our friend takes time to make us daisy chains
By gently tying flowers one to one.
And as she makes them, quietly explains
That each will be a symbol when its done.
Each flower represents a love that’s pure;
Each stem is strength that nourishes the soul;
Each knot is trust in which we are secure;
And once they make a circle they are whole.
And so we pluck the daisies from the field
And bring them to our friend with eager haste.
Our love, our strength, our trust are gently sealed
By her into whose hands our gifts are placed.
As carefully she ties them end to end
We see just what it takes to make a friend.
Feed My Sheep
Feed My Sheep
When I was just a boy of eight or nine,
My father left his sheep for me to tend.
He said the job of feeding them was mine,
And that on me his sheep would now depend.
I worked all day to feed the hungry sheep;
I felt so small beneath the heavy task.
I cried each night before I fell asleep–
“Oh father, won’t you help me?” I would ask.
My father soon returned and said, “Well done.
These sheep now know you love them; they are yours.
Just walk and let them follow you, my son,
To pastures green, away from heavy chores.
These sheep will follow you who’ve loved them best,
To where they’ll feed themselves, and you may rest.